I found this poem I wrote in high school and wanted to share it because it helped me through some tough times.

Meeting new people is nice to do but not when they stare at you
asking what is wrong with your skin, and it becomes centre of a conversation
I hate it!

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Just a peom/words I was playing around with.Admittedly this is definately not one of my best but I thought I would add it.

I find myself thinking about heaven and what it will be like; I even wonder if I will be one of the few according to the Bible that will make it.

My family trip to Lion Country safari and what a totally embarrassing thing I did.

Comical poetry.

The emotions felt behind your tears.

Now I have a sore behind, I really hope nobody minds…

Hate to admit how many and much they got, but my embarrassment has taken a new form and emotion.